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TO HOLD...
ME...?
A visitor...
hmm, indeed
I have slept long enough.
The kingdom of Rubicon has long since forgotten my name,
and I am EAGER
to make them remember...
However,
The blood of Moon stains your hands.
And I must admit,
I'm curious about your skills,
slugcat.
And so,
before I rain down the cities and crush the armies of rubicon,
you
shall do as an appetizer.
Come forth, Mother of slugcat.
And DIE.
LIZARDS ARE FUEL
VOID IS FULL
now I'm picturing benjamin getting a stroke because of a pool of water infront of it
............... BLOOD IS FUEL
............... HELL IS FULL